[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full":3,"chapter-100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-317":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","100\\% DROP RATE : Why is My Inventory Always so Full?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},749716,994,"Chapter 317 - Concord Pact","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-317",317,"\u003Cp>Lucien expanded his domain again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space peeled open and the interior of his Divine Energy Core answered him at once. The field where the cages of the ancient beings stood revealed itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Lucien’s borrowed gargoyle emperor form stepped into view, the field erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes snapped toward him. Rage flared. Pride remembered itself. Hatred surged like an old poison finally given air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stone-born abomination,\" a voice thundered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May your name be ground into ash and scattered across void,\" another hissed. \"May every law you touch reject you like rot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third roared, \"Oathbreaker. Little worm in a crown of lies. I will drink your marrow when your tricks fail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More voices layered over it, old and vicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s blood-red eyes flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gargoyle instincts surged. A predatory instint rose through his borrowed veins like magma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aura burst outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber tightened. The air gained weight. Even the ancient beings flinched as the oppressive dread rolled over them like a falling mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a heartbeat, the cages vibrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the ancient beings recovered and the curses resumed, sharper and louder, fueled by the very proof of aggression they believed they had received.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s talons clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suppressed the aura so abruptly that the air felt hollow for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Did I just... lose control?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not intended to release it. Their words had scraped something raw in him, and the borrowed template had answered the insult the way an emperor answered dissent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That was dangerous.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was how he would die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient beings mistook the sudden restraint for contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They laughed bitterly. They spat more curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien raised one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seniors,\" he said carefully, forcing the voice to soften beneath the stone. \"It is me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prove it, he let divine energy rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clean current threaded through the miasmic haze without being stained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crown of Transcendence gleamed faintly at his brow, anchoring the contradiction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The howling faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several ancient beings went still as if the sight had struck them harder than any chain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the fury returned in a different shape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betrayal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you have joined the filth,\" a voice snarled. \"You wear miasma and speak of divinity as if both are yours to misuse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare wear their carcass and call it presence?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Traitor to the Thousand Races,\" another rumbled. \"We bled for that war while you put on their skin like a cloak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May the ancestors of your line turn their faces from you,\" a third spat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He compressed space around the cages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sound died instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mouths still moved. Their throats still strained. But their curses became mute fury, trapped behind a wall of quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien exhaled once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he opened his eyes and spoke into the silence he had created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Listen first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not waste words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He told them what mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I deceived the Black Mass Monsters. I just mimicked their ancestor. I did it because fighting was impossible, and hiding would have turned my sanctuary into a coffin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Earlier, I showed you to their Monster Emperor, Kharzun, to anchor the lie. I needed proof that could not be counterfeited by mere acting. You were the proof.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien leaned closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With your intelligence, you can see it. This is a borrowed body. If I had truly turned, I would not still wield divine energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let the divine current pulse again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient beings could not answer him. The silence held them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their eyes changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had already seen him appear as different forms before. Wolf Beastman. Human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was only the most extreme mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien held the quiet a moment longer, then released the compression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sound returned like a flood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient beings inhaled sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien did not give them time to restart the screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is more,\" he said. \"I cannot fight them alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words landed heavier than any curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most violent among them paused. Eternities did not admit helplessness. Yet the situation outside the tower was unprecedented enough to make even arrogance hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s voice remained steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seniors. I need your help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low rumble moved through the cages. Stares sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then voices came. No longer just hatred but negotiation shaped by necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want, human?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you seek, beyond our blood and our humiliation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak your condition.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien stared at them for a long moment, letting them feel the weight of his next words before he gave them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he said it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Form a pact with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber went still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien reached into his inner realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monsterdex answered immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It drifted into the air between them. Its cover gleamed with restrained authority like a book that had watched empires die and did not bother to mourn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reaction was instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shock cracked through their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How does a human hold that codex?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A human with divine energy was already an insult to expectation,\" another rasped. \"But this... this was forged during the war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien waited until their disbelief settled into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you know what it means,\" he said. \"And you know it is not a leash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Form a pact with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Equal footing. Mutual recognition. Consent instead of domination.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien looked from cage to cage, making sure each of them heard the same thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We will be equals. You will be free.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you will not be allowed to turn your freedom into my death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let that line hang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he offered what mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Freedom,\" Lucien said, \"without losing yourselves to the Black Mass Monsters. A path to act without chains. In return, you stand with me. Not beneath me nor above me. But with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancient beings fell into a heavy silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not a simple bargain. This was an identity shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To accept meant admitting they needed a human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To refuse meant staying in cages while their mortal enemies prowled outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence stretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a voice broke it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am willing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s gaze shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Roc. Again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Think twice, bird!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You would degrade yourself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You would stand as equal to a human?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have no pride left in your bones!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Roc flared. Its feathers crackled with dormant thunder. Its eyes blazed like storms remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silence,\" it roared. \"A millennium in cages has dissolved what little sense you had.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its voice cut through them like wind through rotten cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The threat is outside. The void itself stinks of miasma, and you still cradle your pride as if pride will unlock these bars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Roc pressed harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What pride is left in suppression? What dignity remains in drifting helplessly while enemies circle?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it turned its gaze toward Lucien and its voice changed, turning strangely personal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not spit on humans,\" it said. \"When I was mortal, humans sheltered me. When the war came, humans resisted hardest. Not because they were strongest, but because they refused to kneel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Roc’s feathers hissed with static.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is why I fought alongside them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a faint smile touched the edge of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He met the Roc’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior,\" Lucien said, \"you will not regret this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monsterdex stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its pages turned on their own, flipping to a fresh section written in a script that felt both ancient and newly alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A header formed at the top of the page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concord Pact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pact of mutual recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien stared at the page, then at the cages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The next step will take time,\" he said quietly. \"And it will require will, not force.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But if you choose it, then for the first time in a long time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, letting the words settle into every corner of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you will be free.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Roc’s wings flexed once, slow and deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other ancient beings watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some with rage. Some with calculation. Some with something that almost looked like fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien did not rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew the Storm Roc’s cage away from the others until the surrounding space quieted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath them reformed at Lucien’s will into a vast circular field of pale stone. Divine energy moved beneath the surface like slow currents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monsterdex hovered beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Concord Pact. He read once more, carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because he doubted the words. But because this was the first time such a pact would be enacted in this era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Roc watched him from within its cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will not release me?\" It asked calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Lucien replied. \"Not until the pact recognizes us both.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful as always.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monsterdex responded to Lucien’s intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Runes rose from the pages and unfolded into the air, forming layered formations around the place. They hovered at measured distances like observers maintaining respectful space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Concord Pact did not begin with sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It began with acknowledgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien placed his palm against the air and formed the first array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simple in shape but profound in function.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Triune Recognition Array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three interlocked circles rotated slowly, each representing a pillar of the pact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Will. Law. Identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The circles did not overlap completely. They touched only at their edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Equality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien exhaled and let his divine energy flow first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The array responded, glowing faintly as his presence was recorded. Not as a ruler, but as a participant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Concord does not accept anonymity,\" Lucien said quietly. \"It requires truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Roc’s gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As expected. You need my true name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When one becomes an Eternal, their true name can be concealed from the universe itself. It is neither recorded nor remembered unless they willingly speak it aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True names were not titles. They were not sounds used for convenience. They were crystallized identity, bound to origin and fate. To speak one was to accept vulnerability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why the other ancient beings hesitated earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was also why the Monsterdex demanded them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Roc was silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien did not press.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ritual could not be rushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Concord Pact did not function on force or speed. It required alignment across layers of existence. Each layer resisted until convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hours passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien remained seated, cross-legged. His focus was split. One part of his mind remained within the ritual, maintaining the arrays and adjusting their resonance as the Storm Roc’s presence shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another part extended outward through Parallel Thoughts, guarding the boundaries of his domain, listening for disturbances from the Obsidian Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrays rotated slowly, recalibrating again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not waiting for power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were waiting for consent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the Storm Roc spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was no longer thunderous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name,\" she said, \"is Astraea Thundersong. A name given to me by a human.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the name left her, the world reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air vibrated as if struck by a distant bell. Lightning flared once... then vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The array locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien felt it immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He answered without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lucien Lootwell,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second circle ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Law alignment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the longest part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien did not impose his Laws on Astraea. Instead, he allowed the array to compare them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Law did not bend easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It negotiated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien felt strain along his spirit as the array pressed against his comprehension limits. Astraea’s presence resisted in places. Not out of hostility, but out of difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Concord did not erase differences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It acknowledged them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, the formations settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monsterdex turned a page on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single line inscribed itself in luminous script.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Concord Pact Established]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien’s eyes brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pact was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Astraea with a faint smile and without hesitation, he shattered the cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stillness runes unraveled at his will. Lucien had already studied their structure and within his own domain, they were nothing more than brittle ideas pretending to be absolutes. With a directed thought, the bindings collapsed and the cage disintegrated into fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astraea stepped forward. Her wings unfurled fully for the first time. Lightning traced elegant paths along her feathers, but it did not strike. Her form felt... clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien staggered slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A connection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Astraea suffered, he would know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he broke his word, the pact would fracture him as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Equality was not safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was risk, shared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astraea studied him closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she inclined her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You kept your word,\" she said. \"I stand with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien let out a slow breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One pact,\" he murmured. \"Established.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Monsterdex closed gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the ritual field, the other ancient beings felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somewhere beyond the Obsidian Tower, forces that thrived on domination shifted uneasily, sensing a disturbance they did not yet understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucien rose to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was only the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>",2178,"2026-06-02T12:10:39.046Z",1,"novelbin.me","b0bdc16c5dec6a4433e153cd84208a834ec0e5b80fa824f5af28911b072b6d81","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-318","100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-chapter-316",572,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F100-drop-rate-why-is-my-inventory-always-so-full-cover.jpg"]